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Clare
"Yea, I guess I could." Clare was pretty glad to see a familiar face, "I can go for some lunch. It would take my mind off of Kale." She had all day, Kale's surgery would take hours. "I just finished a mission so I have money to pay for my own, thanks." She sighed heavily, "Terrible mission, several officers died and Kale was injured. We were saved by O." Just the memory was a downer for her.

She remembered she was actually with someone and added in, "How was your day? Looks like hand to hand class didn't go so well."

Ryan Looked at Claire as she recounted the losses. He felt bad for her, he knew how he would feel if Yaphaeral suffered a major injury.

"Don't worry about it. I'll pay. Yeah, Let's just say that I'm not in the best of shape at the moment. I died a good looking Cafe in town as I walked over here. We should go there.". Ryan said, and began leading Claire before she could object.

They soon arrived at a quaint Italian cafe, and Ryan got them a table for two. Apparently, the hostess thought they were dating, as the table that they got had an amazing view, and she winked at him as she walked away.

Great. Hope this doesn't die a horrible death... Ryan thought as he looked at Claire. When the waiter came, he ordered Caprisi, and let Claire order what she wanted.

"I'm sorry to hear about Kale. Exactly what was it? A Deamon? Sprite? Something that I have no idea about?" Ryan questioned. Not once did it pass through his mind that it might be a bad question to ask at the time.

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Clare
"Kale is human like me, though he's a much better person." Clare ordered some coffe and Chicken Alfredo, "He broke his arm and a few ribs on our mission, and he saved my life, again." The waitress arrived with her coffe, "I owe him and his family so much." Clare didn't care for Ryan's diluted social skills, in a way she understood, so what he said didn't bother her. "I guess if Kale is anything he is a hero..."

"Ah. I find it's pretty cool, that you can rely on someone like that. I'd be dead long before, if it hadn't been for Yaphaeral. But enough of that. What about you? What do you like to do, other than music?". Ryan said. He was glad that he had gotten so far. Most people dropped the conversation once they saw Yaphaeral. Past that, he was reasonably lacking in social interaction. He was staring at Claire when his mind kicked back into gear.

What are you doing! This is the best chance you're going to have! Tell her you love her before it's too late! Wait! That'd be awkward! Get to be her friend first! He was deep in thought when he realized that he had been muttering all of his thoughts aloud.

"Uh. Sorry if this is kinda awkward... you love Kale, don't you? Never mind. I'll back off. I can recognize a lost cause. God, me and my big mouth!" Ryan suddenly yelled, and the waiter flinched as he arrived with their food. Ryan, too embarrassed to do much, simply stared at the plate in front of him, feeling dejected.

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Clare
Clare laughed at the scene he had made, she took the plate of food from the waitress. "Thank you" and the waitress walked off. "Well I don't say I love him in the way you're thinking, I mean that would be pretty awkward since I lived with him for a year or two. I'd say we are pretty close though, considering he is my only friend." She ate some of her food, swallowed it and continued, "I guess if I had to say what I liked, it would be fighting and protecting, I never did music until I met Kale anyways. No need to be so nervous about things though, I hardly would kill you for talking to me" She laughed.

OK. It wasn't as bad as he had thought. Thankfully, she hadn't caught on to his implications.

"That's cool. I know that I wouldn't start falling in love with sister, if I had one. Come to think of it, I do! Some sort of lightning girl, calls herself Spark. Its not often that your little sister is a rarity. You get me?" Ryan said. Hopefully, this would save his ass and he'd still be able to respectfully approach her.

Have you heard of Husks? I heard that they're humans that a deamon is bound to. Pretty gruesome if you ask me. I mean, they'd be practically invincible, they would be extremely agile, they're strength increasing tenfold. And they wouldn't feel pain or tire. I can tell why I've never seen one, and I plan not to. To think that people are willing to treat spirits like that... I hate it. The first thing I do when I graduate is to stop their oppression. People need to realize that these things are people, other than the fact that they can and will rip you in half. Do you know how many Deamons are used to work in locations that are considered too dangerous? It disgusts me that people would use them like that. Deamons were made to fight, not work in a lava tube that could erupt at any moment. They still feel pain. Me, I recognize that, and treat them as comrades in battle. Not once do I force my friends to do hard labor. They volunteer, or they don't. Either way, it's all up to them. Sorry, I've been talking too much... this is a touching subject for me, so I'm sorry if I sound weird to you for liking these things. Most people run away screaming when they see a small boy trailed by something that they consider the embodiment of evil. That's how I grew up. Suddenly, I come here, and I'm not a freak, but actually looked up to. I'm just not used to being listened to. That's it." Ryan said.

Ryan took a few long breaths before looking back up. His eyes met Claire's, and his heart skipped a beat. She truly was the most beautiful girl that he had actually gotten to know. He didn't know how to explain it, but he felt like she was the one.

"Claire, I love you." Ryan said, and clamped his hand over his mouth.

Oh god, I didn't just as that out loud. ****. Here it comes. You've done it now Ryan.... He thought, horrified. If he was lucky, she'd just leave, but he sure didn't feel all that lucky at the moment.

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Clare
Unsure about which topic to address first, and taken slightly off guard by how he had started a topic on husks she just took a deep breath. "Well first, I've seen a husk before... It's what killed those officers and hurt Kale. Needless to say, we had to kill it. But a husk isn't a demon, or any creature. O was telling me about it. A husk is a human who has had their mind torn to pieces, completely void of anything but the last wish they had before they died. He said it was like their soul had been ripped from them. He told me that they feel nothing but sorrow of their memories, and it eats away at them, leaving them in a fit of rage and despair."

She sighed, "He told me that mental bonds are the only way a husk can be created from loss though, that is to say that death from a mental bond can result in a husk of another." She continued eating, though her appetite was fading, she thought about that man at the bank, who had been in despair, even as he raged on. "I can't say that I return the feelings to you Ryan, I've only known you for a few days, and even that was a few conversations. Though, I do have a proposition for you, if Kale agrees then why don't we form a group. Surely you've heard of them?"

"Well, it was worth a shot." Ryan said, laughing. Inside, he felt the way he had the many years of his childhood, rejected. He took a bite of his food, but hardly tasted anything. When Claire mentioned the group idea, his head shot up.

"Of course! That'd be amazing! I'd have to warn you though, I usually summon imps of some sort during battles, and they can be mischievous. Don't be afraid to punch them if they're causing you trouble." Ryan said, trying to contain his feelings.

At least she isn't angry or anything. But seriously, mental bonds? That only happens with psychics! Guess its no wonder why they're so rare. But I could have sworn that they were... where did I hear that? Truthfully, I don't remember... what inconvenience. Ryan thought to himself. He ate another bite, this one tasting much better.

"So, About that, what exactly are groups? I mean I know that they have seperate missions, and that they're formed from partners, but is there any other significance?" Ryan asked, then looked down at his wristwatch that he had recently acquired. He saw that he still had plenty of time before he needed to do anything else.

"Well, I'm off. Probably going to go browse some shops in town, then go to the training hall. See you around, hope Kale gets better!" Ryan said as he got up and exited the shop, stopping to pay for both plates, and Claire's coffee. He got a steak for Yaphaeral, being sure to tell them to keep it as rare as possible.

As he walked down the street, a store grabbed his eye. He entered, and saw the shopkeeper jamming with some headphones on. He noticed Ryan, and put them around his neck, allowing the dance music to fill the store.

"Hey. Tell me if you need anything." He said in an unenthusiastic way. Ryan nodded, and he put his headphones back on. Ryan browsed through the shop, stopping when he saw gloves that 'gives a large amount of force to a punch with no consequence to your hand.' Ryan picked up a pair, and walked up to the counter. Paying what he had to, Ryan put them into his pocket. With this done, he left the store, and began strolling down the street. The next shop that caught his eye had a mechanical aspect, and Ryan entered.

"Greetings. Welcome to O's Mechanic Shop!" Said a reasonably young student, who had to stand on a stool to see over the counter. He nodded, knowing from his experience with the spirit race to not judge based on appearances. He was looking around when he saw a pair of glasses that apparently worked like a mobile computer, but only showed information that you downloaded. He brought the pair up to the counter, and played the lofty price for them. He also purchased an info pack on summoning, which included instructions for pentagons as well as some summoning spells. He walked out of the shop, saying goodbye to Lucy and thanking her. He then walked in the direction of the training hall, intent on trying his new gloves.

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Clare
Ryan payed the bill and departed in a very odd maner to Clare, though she understood. She herself stepped out of the restaurant and immediately went into the alleyway nearby. She climbed the fire escape and arrived on top of the roof. She sheilded her eyes from the sun as she looked out over the city. With a single leap she dived to the next building, landing with a roll. She still had some bruises so the landing was a bit painful but she was fine with it. I need to find one more student pair for a full group, I wonder who would join us...

She free ran until she was tired and there were more bruises than she started with, she considered this training and enjoyed it as well. She slipped down a street lamp with her gloves, landing on the sidewalk below. She landed near O's mechanic shop and peaked inside. As she walked in, she noticed a familiar figure. "Hey! Lucy, what are you doing here, I saw you at the hospital!"

The little girl looked toward her, "I am sorry but I am not Lucy, I am an automated robot programmed to sell goods, answer questions, and protect the store while my masters are gone."

"Who are your masters and where are they?" Clare was curious to know how accurate this robot is.

"I can not disclose the requested information, would you like to buy something?"

Sara looked around, the one thing that interested her was a hover board, "Can I get this?"

"Absolutely!" The robot said brightly, Clare could swear that it was a real person, "Please follow me to the fitting rooms so I may find the right size safety suit for you." She walked to some back rooms, and turned around as Clare entered. From the robot's hand a tape measure was pulled, she took all of the dimensions and measures of Clare then nodded. "Please wait here." In under a minute she reappeared, "Try this on!" Clare put on the suit that felt very comfortable, "Perfect fit! No need to take it off, simply come to the counter to purchase the board and suit."

Clare payed for the suit and went outside. She had ridden skateboards for a while, so she threw the board out like a skateboard and hoped on. The suit was magnetized and the board stayed on her feet, there was a button on her ankle that she could press to get off. "How do I use this thing," She thought aloud, "Maybe if I kick back and raise my front foot." The board rose and eventually she got the hang of it. "So to go higher, I just raise my front foot and to go lower I lower my back, that's easy." She kicked up to the roof of the store and practiced roof hoping on the board.

After classes, Chikyu and Kazan had decided to visit the new studio on their break. While on the train, Chikyu thought about the star patterns from last night. The zodiac animals...strange.

Kazan was concerned, but figured that his sister wanted to think about it herself.

Once they arrived, the two walked in to an amazing sight. The stage was already set up with japanese scenery, and had a calming atmosphere. Their father came in and smiled. "You two are pleased? Have you found someone to work here?" Kazan nodded. "Yes and yes. Some of our new friends will do music."

Their mother walked in the room. "Perfect. We will need more people, but this is a good start." Chikyu nodded. "We still have a while for our break, so why don't we hang out for a bit?" The other three nodded.

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Ryan arrived at the training hall, and found an empty punching bag. Of course, he was in the lighter punching bags. According to Cawlin, he was barley strong enough to be using those. As if to prove his point, Caw in had punched one so hard that it Had gotten stuck on top of the frame. The humiliation that he felt now turned into anger as he slipped his new gloves on.

Ryan threw a punch, and instantly felt the effects of the glove taking over. He landed the punch, and the bag split open, spilling sand everywhere. He looked around to see that most everyone had stopped to stare at him. He blushed deeply, and scurried out.

"I'm glad that they work, but really? I had to go and punch something like that!?!? Calm down, Ryan. You had no idea that that would happen. Just go with it." He said to himself.

Ryan began walking quickly down one of the town's main roads, seeing someone who looked surprisingly like Claire hover boarding from rooftop to rooftop. Continuing, he soon made it to his destination. Kazan and his sister's restaurant/showroom. He had already eaten, but he felt that he needed a soothing atmosphere, and maybe some tea. He was reasonably thirsty. He opened the door, and saw an empty counter with an overview of the stage, with some japanese-style tables. He saw Kazan's family sitting at one such table, and he waved to them.

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Clare
Clare hopped off a building, hoping to land on the ground. She was able to do it the first time but she accidentally kicked up and flew into the sky, "Ahhhhh" She yelled slightly panicked. She rose her back foot and fell toward the ground. There was a boy standing on the path near her, "Get out of they way kid!" She didn't yell early enough and crashed into him, her board landing nearby. "Oh my god, are you okay? I'm sorry I didn't mean to!" She rolled onto her back and then stood up. She held her out to the boy, "Hey are you okay?"

Coniuro was walking through the alleys of the academy, his conjuration not far behind, wallowing within the depths of his mind as his insanity tore at him, causing hundreds of voices to erupt throughout his mind, each with its own negative opinions or comments. As it steadily began to grow worse, he felt as if he were about to have one of his sudden break-downs with a body dropped like a stone from the sky, a skateboard launching off into the distance. The body made contact with his and he was slammed into the ground, back-first, snapping out of his trance-like sorrow. As the girl moved to get off of him and apologize, he simply stared up at her, a blank expression on his face. Seeing the assault on its master, his conjuration quickly dashed forward and leaped at the female, moving to place her in a full-nelson-like headlock. If successful in doing so, it'd hold her there, perfectly prepared to snap her neck, only awaiting the command.

Clare
Clare saw a shadow move toward her. She threw herself back and kicked up, the shadow leaped right over her legs and flew over her. "Wow, it was just an accident." She put on her metal gloves, "Though you've started a fight with the wrong person." She tied her hair back, backed up so she could see both oppenents and sighed. "Wasn't expecting a fight this early after my mission."

Ryan came in to the restaurant and introduced himself to the family. They saiod that they were currently closed, and to come in another time. Ryan nodded, and went back outside.

He was walking through the streets when he saw Clare and some other boy. The latter looked much like a Necromancer, judging by the Shade that followed him. He walked over, intent on the situation at hand.

"Greetings once again Clare. And greetings to you too." Ryan said. He held out his hand to the boy, which the Shade apparently thought as a threat, seeing as it then flipped him.

"Ug... Didja have to do that?" Ryan said. He stood and dusted himself off.

"So, what's your name?" Ryan said, cautious with his body language so that he wouldn't get flipped again.

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Chikyu and Kazan

Chikyu followed Ryan in secret, Kazan close behind. When she saw the new person seemingly attacking Clare, she walked up and sighed. "People, please. Can we have some peace around here for once?" Kazan walked up to the new person. "What did Clare ever do to you? Do you not like even accidents? If she said she's sorry, then forgive her. It's the thing a normal person would do."

Chikyu nodded. "Come on, guys. Let's not get worked up about everything. I'm heading back to the dorm, Kazan." Kazan nodded. "I'll stay here and see what the deal is." Chikyu sighed, then started back to the dorms.

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The girl you just called﻿ fat?﻿ She﻿ is overdosing on diet pills. The girl you just called ugly? She spends hours putting makeup on hoping people will like her. The boy you just﻿ tripped? He is abused enough at home. See that man with the ugly scars? He﻿ fought for our country. That guy you just﻿ made﻿﻿ fun of for crying? His mother is dying. Copy and paste this into your sig if you think bullying is wrong. You never﻿ know﻿ what﻿ it's like until you﻿ walk﻿ a﻿ mile in their shoes. -Taken from chef30

"Yes, a partner is required to embark on missions." Said the middle-aged, surely gentleman that was her guidance counselor. "If you do not have the former, you cannot take part in the latter," he said. "Didn't you listen the head guidance counselor's lecture?"

"...I trekked here from miles away on foot, I didn't exactly have a means to get here in a timely manner." Innis replied with a pissed off look on her face. "...Well what am I supposed to do now!?" The counselor did not respond to her or even look at her, he simply looked at his computer, typing and clicking the mouse. Then, he seemed to say "Oh" under his breath and looked back up at Innis.

"It appears that you already have a partner lined up." He turned his eyes to the right for a moment and noticed a silhouette at the glass door. "Ah, it seems that she's here right now."

The door slid open to reveal something of a perky school girl, and that's all it took to piss Innis off even more. "Hey, what's up!" The girl said as she dashed towards Innis, then sported a salute. "I'm Ninsix! You must be Ms.Lordis, right?" Innis simply looked at Ninsix with spite and then turned to the counselor again.

"Please tell me there's a mission for me, I know that's what you guys do here."

"Actually, I have to give you your supplies and-"

"Send it to my room," She interuppted coldly. "I want to get away from this imp as quickly as possible."

"Um...well the missions are for both you and yo...your..." He stopped as his eyes met with Innis's piercing gaze and he noticed her hand on her sheathe. He cleared his throat and started again, "You'll be sent off to Paris to look for an escaped conflict, his name is-"

"Tell this Kindergarten escapee, I'm heading out." With that, Innis darted out of the room to distance herself from the annoyingly cheerful person that was to be her partner.

Clare
Clare looked around, and sighed, "You guys, I'm fine, in fairness I did fall out of the sky and land on him." She stood back up straight, "I'm glad to see you guys though, I should go to check on Kale soon." She held up her arms, "Okay kid, I'll see you latter, maybe when your pet is on a leash." She walked slowly toaward her board, careful not to agitate the humanoid. "Kazan, Ryan can you meet me at the school's hospital? I would like to ask you both something." She nodded toward Kazan, "Your sister may want to be there as well."

She couldn't wait for an answer, she was already late to see Kale. "I'm very sorry I can't chat more, but I really have to see Kale." She picked up her board and kicked off the ground. She flew straight to the hospital, He's going to be so mad to not see me there. Her landing was rough again, slowing down and doing a roll on the ground. She walked into the lobby, approaching the lady at the desk, "What room is Kale Summers in?"

SE typed on her computer, waited a minute and said kindly. "Second floor room 24. Please use the stairs as the elevators are reserved for those who are handicapped."

Clare nodded and ran up the stairs. She walked past people, trying not to rudely push them. "Twenty, twenty one, twenty three, twenty four!!" She walked in the room, Kale was laying on a hospital bed. "Kale! How did the operation go?"

He sounded faint, "Oh hey Clare, they just finished it."

"Does it hurt? Why is your voice so soft." Clare was worried he might be in pain.

"They gave me some painkillers, I'll be able to do mission by tomorrow though."

"So how is your arm?" Clare walked up to his bed, Kale raised his arm, Clare was startled at first to find that the arm was complete metalic, though it looked like an arm. "Can you use it?"

"Yea, they told me it is six times stronger than my other arm, and can withstand close to a car hitting it. They advised me against that though." He lifted the arm slowly, "They said the only reason I can even get this arm is because I'm strong enough to have it. The arm itself is so heavy, they gave me a sling for it." He let the arm drop onto the bed.

"What else can it do?" Clare looked at it in awe.

"It is as accurate in movements as my other arm, which is nice, though it is very easy to break things." He pointed to three broken controllers on on the nightstand nearby. "I'm glad you are here, they won't let me leave alone." A nurse walked in as he said that and smiled at Clare.

"Are you signing him out? If so please sign all of the neccisarry documents, then we will give you some instructions on how to take care of his arm." She handed Clare a clipboard, Clare spent half an hour filling it out. The nurse stood patiently, Clare couldn't help but think that she could be a robot. She handed back the papers, "Thank you miss Clare, I'll give you a wheelchair to get him downstairs."

"No need, I can walk." He turned out of his bed and tried to stand, he fell toward his mechanical arm, Clare caught him. "I'm a bit less balanced than I thought. Can you help me downstairs Clare?" Clare nodded and they walked toward the elevator. "Clare lets take the stairs, I'm not handicapped." Clare laughed and walked to the stairs.

"Always carrying you around, well at least you got a cool arm to flash around. I saw Ryan and the twins earlier, they are so kind, I bet you would be best friends with them." Kale just nodded, he was too drowsy to answer.

She put him in a lobby chair, and sat next to him, "I told them to meet us here." They sat there waiting.

Kazan walked towards the hospital wings. He saw Clare and Kale there and walked over. "Hey, Clare." He sat down and waited.

Chikyu

Chikyu was sitting on her bed, thinking still about the zodiac animal star patterns. She and Kazan had made a special room hidden in their dressing room back in the studio. I'll go there tomorrow...

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"Judging from your... friend, you are a necromancer, correct?" Ryan said. He was glad that he had actually met another in thew span of two days. He looked around the street before nodding at the necromancer's answer.

"Well, as you can most likely guess, I've gotta get going. I'll see you around." Ryan said, and he then pivoted on his heel, setting off to the dorm to get Yaphaeral.

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Ryan walked into the dorm to see Yaphaeral sitting on what was once his bed. He was now sitting on a solid stone bench, with various orbs of water floating around him. It appeared that the floor around him was gold. Ryan snapped his fingers, and Yaphaeral opened his eyes. As he stood, everything changed back to normal.

"C'mon. We have to go and meet Claire. She want's to talk about something." Ryan said. Yaphaeral nodded, and followed Ryan out.

Ryan led them all the way to the hospital, and walked in. He looked around, and finally saw Claire and Kale, who had a metal arm.

"Greetings. We have arrived." Yaphaeral said. Ryan nodded and gestured to Kale's arm.

Kale and Clare
"Thanks dude, it is so taxing though, I can't use it every day with my current cardio level." He held up the robotic arm hung in a sling, "This thing is so helpful. It is like a portable Clare."

"Hey!" Kale laughed as Clare retorted, "My job isn't to just help you!" Clare sighed, "Though it is my debt, considering that's all you and your parents did for me."

"Well I hardly care if it is your job or not, it certainly isn't your debt." Kale was livening up slowly, "Anyways why did you invite them?" Kale said, pointing to the others, "Not that I don't enjoy company, but I don't really have a cast to sign. Just this arm, and I need that to be fre of graffiti."

"Well I was going to ask if you two wanted to be in a group with Me and Kale. I heard some other students talking about it, and really all it is, is that 3 pairs of students make a group to do harder missions." Clare had thought it out, and these were the only two other student pairs she knew, "There's also squads for three groups, but that is for elite groups who do excellently." She looked at Kale, "Is that okay with you?"

"Well you put me on the spot Clare, though I don't need time to think of an approval to this."

Clare and Kale
(Sorry Junie but I will have to bunny you character away)
Kazan gave a modest bow, "I will have to rejec your offer, I do apologize, but I must see my sister." Kazan promptly left in a dignified manner.

Clare shrugged a bit disappointed, "I suppose yes isn't always the answer." She pat Ryan on the back, "Hope you feel better, tomorrow I propose we look for a third group, that way we can get into the field."

Kale looked outside, "Certainlyis getting late, ending the day on this note would be nice." He stood up, robotic arm in sling and balance off, "Walking alone will take some getting used to!" He laughed heartily, "Shame we don't have a better place to sleep than those apartments..."

"Well if we start a group, apperantly we get certain benefits such as a group house." Clare explained, "There is also increased money monthly, they told me it was because it is more dangerous to do group missions."

"Makes sense, I have always prefers rewards over punishment anyways. Well good seeing you again, but my meds are kicking in and I have to sleep." They walked out together, "Meet us in the cafeteria tomorrow at seven in the morning!" He called back.

Ryan nodded, watching Kale and Claire as they walked off to their dorm.

"I do believe that this'll be fun. Kale's right. It's getting late." Ryan said, standing, his headache fading. Yaphaeral nodded, and the duo went back to their dorm. Ryan set the small alarm clock that was on the table, and quickly fell asleep.

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Ryan was roughly pulled from unconsciousness by a loud, annoying buzz. He picked up the battery powered clock, turning off the alarm. He got up and quickly dressed, wincing as his achy muscles were worse. He stretched until they weren't as bad, and shook Yaphaeral awake. He could sleep through a freight train if he wanted to.

"Yaphaeral, get up. We have to go meet Kale today, remember?" He said. Yaphaeral groaned, and rolled off of his bed. In a few minutes, they were on their way to the cafeteria, ready for breakfast.

They arrived, and got a table for four right away. Yaphaeral brought over an almost raw steak for him, and a breakfast sandwich for Ryan. They ate while waiting for Claire and Kale, Ryan more so than Yaphaeral, who was tearing into the bloody haunch in front of him.

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Kazan was pacing through the halls, looking for the cafeteria. "Dang it, dang it, dang it...damn it all!" He kept muttering this sort of stuff under his breath. "It's just started, and already there is mayhem!"

He finally found the cafeteria. He walked in. Kazan had a strained look on his face. "Why, why, why? There was no trace of anything, and yet she wasn't...dang it!"

Kazan sat down at a table near Ryan after getting his food. He seemed deep in thought as he ate, and had a stressed look on his face, and sometimes mumbled things under his breath.

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The girl you just called﻿ fat?﻿ She﻿ is overdosing on diet pills. The girl you just called ugly? She spends hours putting makeup on hoping people will like her. The boy you just﻿ tripped? He is abused enough at home. See that man with the ugly scars? He﻿ fought for our country. That guy you just﻿ made﻿﻿ fun of for crying? His mother is dying. Copy and paste this into your sig if you think bullying is wrong. You never﻿ know﻿ what﻿ it's like until you﻿ walk﻿ a﻿ mile in their shoes. -Taken from chef30

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